A Story of Longing
There is magic in a story. Some stories can show us that the divine exists – that there are forces that make things happen. I share this story about longing.
There is magic in a story. Some stories can show us that the divine exists – that there are forces that make things happen. I share this story about longing.
At this season of the year, when we celebrate the point of the darkest time and the time of the returning light, I share about women and the earth. In
We share, because we are one. These are the words I heard as I awoke one morning. I had recently returned from a gathering of twenty women who came together
I learned a lesson from the salvia plant in my garden. I was sitting on a stump with my granddaughter, beside this lovely bush with tiny purple flowers, watching a
I am deeply familiar with the beautiful side of devotion. What has been unfamiliar to me is the fierce side. One night, I experienced this other side of devotion in
In a dream I ask,“How can humanity endure the suffering that is taking place in the world? A teacher tells me, “There is a way, I believe, to relate to
One day I felt depleted and weary. Like many women, I wear many hats – in the home, out in work, with a need also for that quiet space before
The story of a woman runs deep like an underground river. Sometimes we catch a glimpse of it. Other times, it runs so deep that it lies forgotten – its
I have been reflecting on what it means for a woman to live her sacred power. For that is what life calls out for us to bring forth and to
We sat in a circle again, with women at risk of homelessness. It was not easy to listen to the women that day. Sometimes all we can do is listen. And